Organization XIII's revenge

"Well you know this place better than I do. I doubt you would just give your money off to the homeless as a graditude gesture. So we might stay here in this world it is peaceful, but standing in the street at this time of night brings around the creepy crawlers that lodge onto humans without them knowing it." He answered having a memory of seeing these type of insect creatures at night. He was almost caught in more of his human memories before noticing Larxene's posture which seem to be almost a starring contest to him. It didn't make him nervous, but he preferred to not be starred at so hard. He decided to ignore the star as he smirked a bit until he saw how aggitated she was becoming. "Larxene, what's wrong?" He noticed that her stillness had became more restless and she began scratching or rubbing the sides of her cloak especially her waist, thighs and butt area. At first he thought it was a funny sight seeing her like this rubbining the back of his spikes as if in question of this odd behavior. It had quriked an eyebrow in a skeptic manner and a high interest as he secretly considerd laughing at her misfortune when he saw how peeved and uptight that her expression may have shown. Until one of the worst imagniable thing he could muster up that had just formed into his brain as he thought was that she was covered in these night crawlers. As he continued to stare at her with a simi blank expression remotly not trying to snicker or tease at her though his mind was screaming hysterically to be thinking itching like a monkey would be unbearable and irritating, but then that theory went out of his thoughts when had heard a crack and some kind of trinket fall off her cloak.

His eyes widen slightly as he heard her words and then when she came at him, he tried to back up putting his defense up though he was more skeptical than defensive. "Oh damn is it on me too?" His first instinct was to get the annoying thing off him as well, but she was already doing that. His mind was screaming for her to get off him, but his body wouldn't move an inch no matter how much he protested it to; As she was touching him his eyes closed feeling the static of electricity seem to circulate around his body scanning touching and violating places he didn't wish to be tampered with. When the briefness reached his chest he bit back a hiss from the soreness on of the skin of the shards had cut his cloak at the party. He opened his eyes to glance at what part of his body she was touching and it almost panicked him as he noticed her eyes closed and that she had redness welled on her cheeks. He felt his cheeks warming up a little as well as he thought of putting his hood up, but what good would that do since it would seem to her perhaps that he was concealing something. All he could do was try to shove her a bit with his hands, but that wasn't doing any good either. Other thoughts began to drive into his mind of a different situation as if she was doing this because she wanted to and not because she was hoping he didn't have a target on his body. Letting go of those thoughts as in a way his body was enjoying it from a male's point of view. His concept went towards the planted tracking device which made him feel ackward and mistrusting of this new friend that Demyx had made. What the hell was Demyx thinking to befriend their enemy's friend so easily. As her body came into more contact with his from her hands massage or so it seemed like in his view, his body natually and instinctly began to heat up literally and it didn't stop until her hand reached finally snatched the target outside of his cloak where his thighs were. Narrowing his eyes dangerously at her from the feeling of his thighs, he noticed something was off as he saw a small rip revealing a hole, but luckily for him there was no skin revealed and his pants were too tight for them to access any holes easily. "Larxene! You didn't need to rip my cloak." He growled under his breath. His face began to heigthen back to normal and so did his temperature. Axel hated when his clothes had holes in them as it was one of his personal prides. In battle it was different, but just to remove some kind of bug device was an irritating manner in his standards. His cloak fitted him perfectly for his skinny physique, and the only touches he ever made his uniforn was making his gloves tighter.


Once the thing was off him his boots quickly smatched it into pieces just to make sure it didn't operate any longer. Once that was over, he quickly glanced at his cloak making sure that the uniform was still in perfect fitting order and didn't seem out of place as he straighened it. Speechless for a few minutes he gazed at the tense female as she was ranting about putting Cloud's head on a platter. A dark chuckle had met his lips as she had changed his demeanor of being confrontational of her touching him to desiring the same faith to the human. "Demyx, is very wierd at times. It makes me wonder if he did this out of bordom or if he was had some kind of reasoning behind it. It would be scary to see how his mind thinks. However, I agree that this man named Cloud is nothing, but a plot schemer and I am sure the superior will be dealing with him."

 

OOC: I don’t know how to say, how sorry I am for delaying my reply this long.

The battle started like all the other ones had, Sora had been fighting so long now, it was merely instinct. This is good, for Sora’s mind was not on the battle, it was instead pondering had he made the right decisions, he had left the islands with only a note left behind, Cloud had been taken away now two times, finally he had told Leon to go somewhere with a nobody he had just met. Yes, these thoughts were in Sora’s mind while he guarded himself, from Xigbar’s attacks with the, keyblade, some of the projectiles ended up hitting the hallway walls, some went back at Xigbar, not many had hit Sora let. “Aaah!†shouted Sora as one of the projectiles hit him in the shoulder; Sora couldn’t defend himself much longer if he didn’t tend to his wound. Looking for some cover Sora saw a small structure with a carved flower on top of it, Sora quickly dodge rolled behind it, safe from Xigbar’s attack at the moment. Sora then took out a potion to heal his wound.

After hearing the Superior’s orders Vexen respond saying “Certainly, Superior.†with a grin on his face. When he finished saying that and the Superior had left, Vexen summoned some philosophers to accompany him. Then Vexen opened a portal to Xiomara’s room, when he arrived he saw that the younger nobody had brought another outsider to the castle, Vexen ordered his philosophers to keep the outsider away from him and Xiomara. When they had followed there order Vexen spoke “Greetings Xiomara, my name is Vexen, and I’m afraid I have some bad news for you.“ with just a belief pause Vexen continued “You see, our Superior has learned about what you and Demyx were up to, and right now Demyx is being punished for his acts. Which leaves you, the Superior no longer wants’ you to be a part of this organization.†Vexen took a pause to think then summoned his shield “If I recall correctly no one simply leaves the organizaion.â€

OOC: I might add more latter.

 

OOC: Lawl at the Vexen sig xD. By the way, nobodynerd, Xemnas also sent a Sorcerer informing you to tell them that Cloud is back safe and home, so they can leave.

His thorns had thrown Demyx in a heap to the floor as they both appeared in the grey room in their arrival, no marking, no sign, just four walls, floor, and ceiling, not willing to save the water wielder any mercy for what he had done. However, to let him speak, he simply uncoiled the tight ropes he had on him, as he would not be of use to him if he was dead, and they disappeared now as he stood, looking down unimaginably cold and distant at the figure below. Not a trace of any emotion was present, eyes were narrowed, yet blank. Murderous, yet balanced. He gave the man a few seconds to recover as he crossed his arms, needing to say many thing things to the member, so much, that it was almost a chore to wait. A chance that he should not be handing out. He would keep from giving anymore punishment for the moment even though it was worth to lash it out, making certain that what he did was not to be repeated if he made it through this, and other than haggard breathing, everything else was silent. It was only a moment after that his voice resonated around the room, dark, and foreboding, a exact replica of ice as he just frowned upon the mullet haired Nobody, not really waiting any longer until he was fully ready, "It is kind of ironic. In the meeting, you were explaining something of a new beginning, a new way to work, where one can start anew and put the past behind us. It is what you were preaching. What you even interrrupted me for. So...it is the intention of my treatment of you that I would take back my word about not killing just as you have recently done about keeping your loyalties, because you leave me no choice. You are a hypocrite. A fool. And I start to wonder why I am even bothering to keep you alive after all that you have given me to take care of. Xioimara is also in the black list, for being just as foolish like you have been. That girl needs to know stupidity and actually being smart, yet it seems she takes after you. I know what you did. I know you were with the enemy in Castle Oblivion. I know you brought him there. I know that you have revealed some things that should not have been revealed. I know that you were aware of what you were doing. You turned your back on me just moments after I had the pleasure to bring you back alive, and this is how you repay me. You are a waste of time. You are worthless. You have made things harder. You have put us in jeopardy. Not only did your actions cause you to become a liable traitor, giving information, you have also brought Sora and another male into our territory. Why? Because of the fact that you have come to partner with one of his connections. Of all the people in the worlds, Number Nine, you had to choose once that is tied with Sora. And I know you knew this well. It was no mere coincidence. In fact, I would rather get rid of you once and for all...bringing you back was a mistake on my part, I depleted my energy for nothing that you could give. What a disgrace this turned out to become. Did you think you could take actions without me knowing? Did you believe that I would not know of your whereabouts or what you were doing? Are you interestingly that much of a mockery to yourself? I have eyes everywhere. You cannot hide form me. I would know every single thing you do, and you all will pay the capital consequence if so. The trust for you is over. Done with. I will say nothing of my plans to anyone of the Organization if there will be people like your example, and you will be now sent to a better room that will suit you for your betrayal. I do not think you could say anything that will lower the conviction that I have set to do to you. Only what have you told the blond man. Everything. Lie to me, and you die." Anyone could tell, despite the lack of emotion, and seeing the words alone, that this person was thoroughly upset and angered. And it was so if this was a normal circumstance. Xemnas did not feel anything. Even with his harsh words. He said what needed to be said. He had witnessed the interaction between him...and what he was called, Cloud. It was almost impossible to think of. If this is the type of situation he was dealing with on such a delusion, then he had to make sure Demyx will not see the light of day again as this will not stop for the future. And he doubted it would. And all this in a matter of a hour at best that he was gone? That he was willing to give them all away to someone he just met? Ridiculous and shameful. "I may also tell you that with the fact that I returned you all with my power, I have a connection automatically to all. That I will make use of if you give me the benefit if you say one, single thing wrong. Is this not a very good start to this new beginning?"



Larxene gave Axel a unbelievable deadpanned look at his complaining of her ripping a small, tiny piece of his cloth like a girl. She just blinked. That was kind of a turn off. They probably had a dozen of the same outfits in their closets, and they can get a new one any time, and fit perfectly. And he's upset over that small bit of...she'd rather not ask, or comment something to that. He was worse than any self-absorbed female she had ever met. However, she'll be certain to taunt him about it sooner or later when the time called for it as a sour reminder. For now, she just nodded in agreement to what he said, quite upset at the whole event, and the fact that Demyx had introduced them to somebody who had the nerve to keep tabs on them. She was glad that she ditched them in the long run, and not have to interact with that bastard, for who knows what the hell he might be up to. Axel may be more closer to Demyx, perhaps, she didn't know or was interested enough to care about it back then, yet if this was to become a constant annoyance, she wasn't going to deal with him. If he wanted to sign his death wish just moments after he came back, and go ahead to talk to one of Sora's friends, then so be it. He will meet Xemnas's wrath. Really. Has he learned nothing? There was going to be obvious consequences for that, and he knew what he was doing, she was positive. She didn't know whether to think him a idiot, or...a complete and full idiot. Not much of a difference, but it was the same to her either way in explaining his recent actions. However, she was also determined to get rid of this damn bag if it was the last thing she did no matter what the hell Axel said, because he didn't have to lug it around every freaking second when its use was over with. Besides, she had another idea for a safer world, considering they were obviously being tracked, and she didn't know in what way it could be halted, or if it even stopped. In the end, she eyed the place they were in, checking to see if she could spot anyone, and she did...just over in the distance, seemingly sneaking around, and as she squinted her eyes to see, she could tell it was a woman. And the rags she had told her enough of her predicament. Along with the fact that she was looking around trash cans. Her nose wriggled a little displeased, knowing how it felt to not have everything, as she was in her past life the lowest of the middle class, but hell, this was the perfect opportunity to get rid of the thing once and for all, and she could go on her merry way without having something to carry and hold her down. Turning to Axel with a set, and stern expression on her face, she stated, "I have another world in mind...it kind of kills every electronic devices in the air, or any other unknown vibrating energy it detects. Kind of like a tight lock and security. Very paranoid people there. I found it once in my exploration. Didn't think it mattered much and it was kind of pointless to me by that time, but I think for our sake it will be the best defense to use it and sleep there. The money is different, so we have to depend on pick pocketing, if you know how, that is...but it's our best bet from being bugged or for this to continue just in case. If Cloud really is Demyx's bitch now, there's no doubt he would not stop from keeping a tab on us. I know that the fact that we destroyed these things told him on whatever radar he's using that they were off line. On another argument, as said, I don't know of any places here to sleep in. I have searched for that alone from the moment I got here, and it's either too expensive, robbing you of your money, or is filled with man whores..." The last part was hissed out menacingly as she recalled her contact with that disgusting, vile piece of flesh that was waste of good air, but she shook her head, calming herself from that notion considering it was over, and she broke his face apart. That made her feel better. Putting down the bag of money in the round, she eyed the redhead again, this time, her attraction on the low and held back for the moment as her mind was entirely concentrated on something else. "Do you still have that pouch when you got some of the money you collected for your performance back then? If you persist....on having to keep it, we can save some of them enough to keep us satisfied, and as a 'souvenir'..."

 

"Jeez, how does he go from place to place so fast?" Xioimara asked herself looking on with Leon, "Hopefully, he'll stay there. Let's go!" She started but halted hearing someone behind her. 'Vexen? How's he already know my name?' Xioimara turned around to face Vexen and opened her mouth to speak but went quiet once she was hit with the news of being disowned by the organization. She narrowed her eyes, "Where's Demyx?!" She ordered from Vexen, Xioimara wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for Demyx, and she wasn't about to let the sucker nor herself be killed. She was well aware that she wouldn't be getting answers from Vexen any time soon-well, she was a traitor as was, it's not like it would make a difference if she attacked him anyway?

"If this is how I'll get my answers then, fine!" She muttered and sprinted forward at Vexen and, once she was close enough, jumped at him, the hidden blade which she had used earlier to threaten Xigbar, rested on the top of her fisted hand, she just wanted a simple answer and then to get Demyx, hopefully, and get the hell out of this place.

Xigbar fell back, well beat up, likewise, so was Sora. Xigbar felt it best to retreat but stayed put, more of a pride issue, than for the safety of the others. He lost his focus on Sora, which could have been the end of him, but lucky him Sora was somewhere else. Xigbar used these few moments to catch his breath, "Y'know, I think your little friend is back home..." Xigbar started half-sure of himself. What were the chances that this kid would believe him? Xigbar wasn't totally sure himself that Cloud was safe. Most likely, he was, the only thing that would probably save him was the fact that Xemnas didn't want to have to put up with them, and was after punishing Demyx and Xioimara for their mistakes.

OoC://Block'd...D:

 

(OOC: This was very hard to respond to with the circumstances. I will probaly have to edit and correct some spelling later as I am very tired.)

Tiny grasps of coiling powerful chains of slavery of what seemed to be an eternity or torment clenched his body making him barely unable to function. His senses led him to believe that he was dying and feeling the effects of a slow lingering death. Mumbling something uncohearant, he summoned his dancer behind him once the thorns of sheer trauma were vanishing. In a thirty seconds interlude and with his eyes appearing bleak and dull, he spoke to his servant softly telling it where to embark to reciting the information over the back of his shoulder. Sending it away he covered the presence of it with his body as the dancer vanished in a flash of darkness. "Go to him," he mentally thought. "Let him know of my status and the condition that I'm in.."

Sitting down in a recliner, he propped his feet up and cringed a bit from the sudden sting caused by his earlier encounter with the horrible unimaginable power he had experienced. Even with the ether and elixer he still felt weak. Xemnas's power was what Demyx was warning him about and it did take a toll on his body. "Demyx I hope you're okay," he thought imagining what his friend would be feeling right now. Focusing on the letter, he read what was written in blue ink that shown the symbol of Organization XIII. Swallowing what seemed to be a lump in his throat, he read the first words that were bold, bringing himself to read the rest.

Cloud Strife reveal this letter to not a single soul for what I'm about to reveal to you will make a huge difference of what is to come.

You're probaly wondering why I wrote this and when I had the time? Well I tend to collect my thoughts and write down any orders I'm given. Call me forgetful or I could simply be pretending to deceive others of my capability. What ever the reason I kept a journal for it was what I always did when I was human and would write my own lyrics to songs that I composed. I've also been very emotional and to this day remain this way except without a heart so you can't imagine how I feel. I know what it feels like to be ridiculed, and treated like an outcast. The organization is that way with me. When I first came to your world, I could tell that you didn't want to fight me. I could see it in your soul and that you have been harboning some hurtful memories that have made you bitter and turn more towards the dark side. That is to be expected from those that have sacrificed, witnessed loved ones die, all because of hatred, pride, greed, and power. This is what makes me completly different from the rest of the organization. I don't want to live a life where all I do is take hearts and for what goal? I'm not satisfied and feel like a unwanted pest, a misfit in a world of Xemnas. I have no choice for it is the only way I can survive. I'm trapped in this prison, ruled by this tyrant and jeered at by my peers. You are the only one who has offered me something without expecting anything in return. Your friendship even as an ally of my enemy has made me feel like I'm human again with a heart and not a nothing. When I brought you back to the castle you were residing in with me I experienced some of the best moments of bliss with someone who accepted me for who I was and not what I could do. You did not judge me and listened to what I had to say. I will always remember that. We had a great time that night, eating dinner, and you let me feel your pulse bringing a sense of happiness to my empty life. You were facinated with how I played my sitar and hopefully I helped you recover some of your strength by my smoothing melody and angelic voice. It was so peaceful and we were both free even if it was for a short moment. Cloud, I wrote this when you were sleeping on my bed. I didn't know if this was the last time I would ever see you for I worried that Xemnas would learn of my act. It was one of the reasons why I was so sad and concerned. I knew something horrible was going to take place. I could feel it in my soul. In case something was to happen to me and I knew that you and I would be in grave danger, I prepared myself to take the following precautions.

You may never understand, but my element is clearly water and therefore I'm able to transfer my energy into you like that of a river into your vessel. Do not be alarmed for it offers my protection so that none of my so called family can never take your heart from you. My power also keeps you safe from the darkness and the creatures in it. My faithful servants my dancers who act as my messengers will also offer you protection among other things. Lastly my dear friend, I have enclosed a map and directions to locations where they are accessiable for you to get to. If the time arises that I'm to be eliminated I beseach your aide once more. You see I'm a spirit and are capable of such abilities. If you have any questions or doubts seek any form of water and touch it with your light for the ripples will resonate like that of a musical strand will come to me in my subconscience and I will also have my dancers standing by just in case. If one comes to you it means that I'm in dire trouble. I hope nothing like that never happens. Be safe and watch out for any of the other members especially the ones named Axel and Larxene the ones we were observing. Thank you for everything.
Demyx

Putting the letter away in his pocket, the young warrior sighed out loud worried for his friend and what Xemnas could be doing to him. Once Leon got back if he did get out of harms way somehow he would express his concern, but not reveal the letter he read to him. This was considered classified and for his eyes only. He began to pace around the room when instantly a dark void appeared and from it was a dancer that was mentioned in the letter. The presence of the nobody gave Cloud a sick feeling and he knew Demyx was in serious trouble. He had to go back for him or that may be the last time he ever saw him. He would not let another one of his friends die even if he was on the opposing side of Sora. It wasn't his choice in the matter. Demyx needed to be rescued by all costs. Taking the map he memorized each location and recorded it in his comlink for future reference. He would have to get back somehow. Cloud nodded not being to understand the dancer, but knowing the signifance of what it meant to be in his presence. Before the dancer disappeared into its portal, Cloud bravely jumped in after it leading him elsewhere as the dancer led him blinding through the corridors of darkness.

Demyx's breath fell short both ragid and burning. Silently he stood like a block of stone, fixiatated and terrified by what he was hearing. Placing his hands to his ears he cried out. "Lies Lies Lies! I'm not worthless," he shouted mentally, his facial expression telling his boss without audiable words of what he was feeling. Not being able to withstand the verbal blows any longer his voice rang out. "Killing me? You can't kill me! You said you wouldn't and you promised. What have I done so wrong to infuritate you so? I had no intention of betraying you, but what you need to understand is how I'm treated in this organization. I feel like a prisoner, a useless piece of dirt, constantly having to deal with negativity even if I didn't do anything wrong. You have no idea how that feels and how could you since you are the Superior who is incapable of feeling? Explain to me then why you glare at me with such malice in your eyes for clearly that is an emotion even if you say it isn't. It can not be a memory for I'm not in your memories of Xenhort or what you refer yourself as Ansem. I had nothing to do with that."

He looked away, his eyes burning with rage and emptyness. "Leave Xioimara out of this. I did not want her to get involved. She's innocent and confused. She's only a child and you want her gone? How can you say that? She deserves to be able to speak out for herself instead of placed on your black list." Demyx paused swallowing and finding out that his breath was beginning to leave him. "You didn't have any pleasure of bringing me back for you don't give a damn about me so why would you lie? You haven't changed and never will. You regret bringing me back you said it yourself." Demyx stomped his foot and pointed at Xemnas his voice becoming stronger with his determination to state the rest. "You've always wanted to get rid of me. Always saw me as a nuissance, an incompendent moron capable of failing anything. That is why I was the first to die that was not in Castle Oblivion by the keyblade wielder's hands. You're the reason why I'm like this. I guess it was how you brought me to this existence, but not once did you ever or anyone else understand how I felt. You and the others treated me like a disease. That is the reason why I needed to get out of the castle. I couldn't handle the constant negativity from everyone here. When I met Cloud, I could see that he too has been through hell and back and that he refused to fight me. We related in that respect. I took him back to Castle Oblivion with me to get him away from his friend Leon and Sora who showed up. I wanted to know more about this warrior. At the same time I was upset that you sent Axel to get Larxene since she was pmsing again and do you ever punish her? Of course not she's too valuable to you for her fighting. I wasn't worthy to go with Axel according to you. And what does he do? He gets drunk once she gets intoxicated and they both have the time of their lives away from you. That's the whole reason Larxene ran away in the first place. She got tired of being your slave as well and I'm sure Axel was happy to be away too."

"So I kept an eye on them through the crystal ball waiting to be called back to the meeting by you and waiting to be sent out to assist Axel, but that never happened and probaly wouldn't of have. Then they went to the night club and for once in my life I was the one to be in the spotlight and show my superior skills through the art of dance and song. I felt alive and I have my memories as human to thank for that. I blew everyone away with my amazing moves. I was having the time of my life, feeling like I was on the top of the world free and ever so relaxed until you ruined everything by showing up. Once again you took away my happiness and spoiled my dreams. What hurt the most was when Axel and Larxene disappeared to get away from you leaving me to take the fall. A true friend would never abandon someone like that. So feeling like Axel betrayed me by staying with her to avoid you I knew Cloud was the only one who understood what I was going through. He was the only one that cared so I felt comfortable to share some information even before then. I guess I was being cocky or I was upset by how everything turned out, but regardless he gave me something that none of you will ever understand. He said the way to get a heart is through acts of generousity, unselfishness and having will power and courage to face danger. He actually gave a damn about me unlike any of you. I have said all that I have remembered, but its not going to do me any good anyway for you're still going to do what you have planned. No matter what you do to me boss, even if you torture me, put me in chains, or threaten to kill me there is one thing you can not ever have or take from me and that is my own free will." He backed away from him keeping his distance as he let his whole speech of the truth sink in to Xemnas's head. Holding his head up high, he fought the urge not to be scared and remembered Cloud's words of encouragment. "I'm so dead," he thought. Axel, you'll soon know the truth and you'll regret everything and blame yourself if I die, but I won't. I'll find a way to stay alive even if I have to get away from here or give it my all and fight the boss to just escape. I will have to find Xioimara as well and save her before she is killed."

 

Leon was bored out of his mind as he searched the room and spotted another Organization member just appear out of nowhere. "What...Another one?" The brunette growled as he saw that this blonde older member looked menancing to him therefore he looked threating and seemed and the young warrior had enough of this game. He gazed at Xioimara attack him and Leon decided to do the same as he thought perhaps this the blonde member knew where Cloud and was holding him against his will. "WHERE ARE YOU HOLDING CLOUD!" He darted forward and jumped at Vexen attacking him.


Axel nodded as he observed Larxene's attitude darken when she mentioned the manwhores. To his understandment she had dealt with these sort of perverts so he decided to not push the envelope on that issue as it seem like a personal matter. Even if he did approach her in a teasing manner, she may get offended and might slash him with her kunai and rather not fight unless provoked. It wasn't like he was afraid of her, but he was supposed to be developing trust after all. He would rather not get into it. Though he had a strong feeling that she dealt with the aggressive men in her own gruesome and cruel way in order. It was a distasteful violence, but in a way he thought of it as amusing and a bit interesting in a sardontic case of seduction or attractive sort of way. Larxene was like a cobra deadly and attaractive. His lips curved a bit grazing into a snarl of the mentions of Cloud's spying habits with Demyx letting or not even aware of it. It would put him on the black list for sure. Just there luck a mere human, but judging by the way Sora picked his ally's this guy may have sort of power as well. had came up with an idea of what to do about this. He had suspicion why Demyx would befriend someone who had connection with Sora. Perhaps the melodious noturne had finally lost his mind or nearly blew his ear drums out with his loud racket with his sitar. It was really depressioning for the red head to think of him like that, but he couldn't come up with another reason. It couldn't be loneliness? Why would Demyx betray him like that? Not wanting to feel guilty of what Xenmas could be doing with him as a punishment, Axel pulled out the small bag of money from his pocket? You mean this? I want to keep it as I like to retain some memories. Picket pocketing is in my blood...." He added smirking proudly as he placed it back in his cloak. "Don't worry about this Cloud, if I have to, I can send the lesser nobodies to handle him not to mention make sure that Castle Oblivion isn't assessible to anyone to get in except us." He crossed his arms firmly as if he thought his head lowered a second until he rose it up, "I will go with your idea. Let's get out of this place." He summoned a portal hoping that she would agree.

 

Xemnas almost put forth the motion of running a hand pass his face as he had seen some members do to emphasize the pressure he was experiencing on his mind, because this was just too ridiculous for him to take in the amount. And too much talking when it did not need to be so many words wrapped up in one, simple, explanation. He also wondered why Demyx had the need to tell him of his amazing dancing moves when he could care less about it, and it was not the point he was trying to bring in. He could understand his reason for saying it made him "feel" alive, despite the fact hat it was foolish, but to go on about the attention he attracted....he did not comprehend the need of that assessment to be said. However, many of the things he said was not truly needed. It was long winded, and he waited until he finally finished, not having any certain reaction, or his expression changing at all. He was blank. And this did not affect him at all other than the fact of the delusions he was witnessing. Emotions. Such a wonder. Then again, Demyx always seemed to ignore that pure fact, even before they all perished. It was something he was used to, but knew that it was only a faint, emptiness, driven by nothing but recollections. Otherwise, this was almost pointless to continue. He knew for a fact that this room was unreachable, and it was only here that he would not be interrupted by others portalling, but this was more trouble than he thought he it was going to be. Shaking his head with a sigh, not being fazed, the hard look on his face was still set, and cold eyes glazed with nothing, but a void. His voice was just as much in comparison. "You. I have never seen anyone here degrade or treating you any differently in all the time you have been in this Organization. List a example. One single example in the past where others have put you down, called you names, or even had done something to harm you. I will not take your whining for further emphasis, and mercy will not be given. You wanted a mission, you had this mission, we sent you, and you were eradicated. Nothing more, nothing less. Perhaps, you seem to miss that none of us have Hearts, and that we are not capable of caring about what ends up on your life? Or any other? Or have you forgotten? Of course. Look at you now, grovelling about someone giving you such things as care. You have done nothing wrong? Yes, you have. You placed us all in jeopardy, and that is something I will not repeat or explain again. Your foolish actions have caused us this controversy, and now we have to deal with the Keyblade wielder in our territory. And who is to blame? Who took the blond man with you? Who had entered him to Castle Oblivion? You. It's all you. And yes, why would I not take back of ever bringing you alive? Look what you have commited, not even for a second with heading into existence, and you act like a imbecile. What is the worth in you if you cannot do one thing right for this group? I can make a oath, yet, I cannot continue it if no one will meet me halfway. You have broken that. And thus, I will have no qualms on turning on my word as well. And that is the problem here and where you stand. You ask why would I want to kill you, when you know very well why. You knew that he was connected to Sora, but nonetheless, you went, and took him to none other than one of our strongholds. And now look at the events unfolding. All for this man you barely met. And all because he treated you differently. He had a Heart. Compassion comes with it. Anyone could have taken that place. Yet, no. You could not think with your head for once, and ponder over what will happen when you took him. They will come looking. I know you gave him information that you will not admit. And the consequence for that will be given."

His mouth set as he paused. "What happens to Xioimara is none of your business. You got her into this situation as well, and so, she will face the punishment for proceeding to make things worse by bringing them into this very castle. If this would be her actions for the future, then there is no need for her assistance. It is the same with Axel and Larxene. Axel has sent me notices that it is taken care of, I already know about the drinking, and whatever goes on, it's between me and them, and no one else. As long as Axel fulfills his duty and mission, he has done nothing wrong. I have also spotted them leaving, but they have yet to do something like you have done. I do not want to hear it. In fact...as you keep going on with life and all its wonders, along with your complaints, then I will announce that Organization XIII is officially and hereby disbanded. You can take the blame for that, and I can operate alone. As for you, you will remain here, imprisoned."



Larxene saw the portal and gazed at it for awhile, before simply giving him a gesture to stay, and heading out to walk to the person she had spotted earlier without another word. She as going to get rid of this bag, and no one will stop her. She walked briskly, yet silently, not wanting to disturb the person as she was looking over a can, and some boxes. It was quite the distance, but she managed to reach it in a minute. From what she could get now that she was nearer, the woman was dressed in rags, very old rags, and her ebony hair was a mess, but she also held a pouch, where it seems she placed all the trash, because that's all it was to her, she found. Creeping behind her back amusingly, she wondered if she should have her fun for a while, as she stared at what she was doing over her shoulder. Her presence was very well known now as the digging stopped suddenly, and the woman's body tensed. Larxene waited until she turned her head around to face her, and once she did, she could see fear and anxiousness in her expression as she studied her, making her feel quite pleased. Oh, she could so have her fun with this, but she rather get it over with considering they were being tracked and spied on, perhaps. Giving a sickeningly sweet smile when the woman stepped back cautiously as she paled, looking quite pathetic in her opinion, she greeted with a sugary tone, "Hello there." She could see the woman's eyes shifting for a way out as she came looming over her more ominously, but Larxene simply snatched the pouch away from her hand roughly, making her yelp, and easily emptied out the contents into the ground, which barely had anything other than some useless junk. Her nose wringled, but didn't stop as she slid the bag off her shoulder, and placed it on the floor, opening the flap. Inside was her winnings, now out for the woman to see, and from the corner of her eyes, she could see the amazed and almost enthralled look on her as she eyed it greedily. The fact that this was happening made her think she shouldn't really do this, but in the end, she began to dig the coins, and some bills, as she bent down, and placed them in her new acquired pouch. She continued on until it was full enough with a good amount, and with that, she straightened up, closing it, and then putting it beneath her coat in a appropiate pocket. Finished, she simply kicked the bag of money left over to the idiot, who was still apparently in shock and disbelief, and all she did was remark with narrowed eyes, "It's all yours. Take a shower with it."

She didn't even wait for a answer as she twirled around and left, a sort of vague, satisfied smile appearing on her lips at the fact that she got rid of the baggage, and she slightly checked what the woman was doing now as she headed back to Axel. It seems the surprise wore off rather quickly, as she looked like she was celebrating, laughing, and hugging the bag as it was the savior sent from heaven. Larxene rolled her eyes, not really caring, and as she finally reached Axel, she gave a him a look. "Was that so hard?" He was so adamant about not letting her do this, that she finally went ahead to do so before they left and before it was too late. And that was all there was to it. Nothing more, nothing less. Letting out a breath, she raised her arm and reopened the portal more to the destination she knew, and then she glanced over at the redhead, knowing they had to stick together whether she wanted to or not. "After you."

 

(OOC: Ouch that smarts. Do I want to kill the evil demon Xemnas? Hell yeah. LOL By the way the castle has a name. It is mentioned in the novels.)

Cloud followed the dancer through the corridors of darkness the only thing on his mind was to save his friend. He would never be able to forgive himself if something horrible happened to him. Demyx understood the warrior though being an enemy to Sora, he was not an enemy to him. They had connected and the blonde saw him as being a nice guy who was misunderstood and had no choice, but to follow orders. "I hope this thing knows where it is going?" he trailed deeper into the corridors leading him into a dark portal that led him to the Castle of Forgetfulness. "He could be anywhere," he said with heaviness in his heart. "Please take me to your master," he ordered the dancer that pranced in place. "Your master is in trouble. You don't know what I'm saying do you?" Cloud became frusterated and ran down the halls searching for the poor youth. "Demyx!" He yelled his name over and over again. "Demyx hang in there, I'll find you. I won't let them hurt you. I gave you my word and I've never gone back on it," he forced himself to dash up the stair case bringing him to another level.

"Cloud," Demyx wept to himself feeling presence of the warrior. He has come for me." He began to hypervenilate and tried to calm himself down. "Imprisoned? You can't keep me here forever? I'm not the enemy boss." Demyx whined gripping his head and groveled to his knees. "I just wanted a friend was that so hard to ask? Besides Cloud is different than Sora. He has a darker side because of Sephiroth. I can see it in his eyes. That is why I took him from Leon and Sora. He's different from the rest." The nocturne stood up on his feet and placed his hands together in a prayer position. "Please bring him here so that you can talk to him. I can persuade him to join our side, then he won't be a threat to us right? He's a strong warrior and a great asset to use against Sora. I never wanted to or intended to betray the organization, but you see it like that because you don't understand. If we have Cloud on our side in due time he will learn to trust me more than he does and I'll be able to get answers out of him for you. Will that restore my loyality to you? His eyes shined with tear drops forming begging for him to reconsider. "If it doesn't work out then you can imprison me with chains and I'll become more of your own personal slave." He bit his lower lip and hoped Xemnas would listen to his offer. "Please boss let me prove myself to you. You can torture me all you want just let me see and speak to him here before you and you can ask him yourself."

 

Axel slightly rolled his eyes as he saw that Larxene had told him to wait for her before he could even protest with his arms crossed folded sternly. He had saw the woman as well, a homeless woman and he kind of brought a dark smirk to rest upon his lips as he saw what Larxene was doing. Yes she was back to her usual sadistic self. I wonder what kind of world she has in mind." He wondered as he pondered upon the thought hoping it was one that would be worth the effort. If it was a good choice of not having anyone spy on them then it would be suited fine for him and trusted her judgement. He had no idea that Demyx would even allow such a thing to happen, though in the back of his mind he wondered what Xemnas was doing to him, but for now he couldn't worry about it. The noturne had got himself in trouble in the worst way as he was living for it now. Sure Xenmas wouldn't kill him, but have a severe punishment, but in a way he deserved it especially taking the spotlight in the nightclub. Axel erased those thoughts from his mind not wanting to think about it anymore.

His foot was tapping impatiently now as he wondered what time it was somewhere early in the morning, but for some reason he was not a bit tired, probably part it was because he only drank a little bit of the liquor and didn't go crazy with it like Larxene had. Picket pockting? Well that was not a problem for him because he held many memories of that of living the rebelious life of living as a thief or part of gang which forced him to keep things to himself at times and to aloof when he first was joined into the organization. As he was about to soar back into images of his life of a somebody a swirl of darkness materialized in front of him and it was in fact his assassin. The langauage was slow, but in a deadly tone as if the creature was upset.

[B]"Well you better get him out of there, do what must be done, and send more of them as well." [/B]He stated his mood drastically changing to anger as he felt a deep rage surge into his body to think that the human that Demyx had befriended was running around the Castle of Forgetfulness. The creature nodded it head as he went to the castle to approach the stranger and tresspasser. Once that was done, he noticed that Larxene had returned as he tried to not show how upset he was at the moment, but he couldn't very well hide it in fact. "That same stranger is evading our castle, but don't worry I have my spies dealing with him as we speak." His tone dark with a sadistic edge onto it. He noticed the portal and stepped through it waiting for Larxene.

 

OOC: I’m trying to make Vexen creepy, and evil.

Luckily for Vexen he had managed to use his shield to protect him from Leon and Xioimara’s attacks. Vexen was now in a corner, safe from any attacks he eyed Leon “As of this Cloud I’ve just been informed that a warrior named Cloud was sent back to his home world. I suggest you do the same.†Vexen then open a portal, nearby Leon, that lead to Radiant Garden. Vexen then continued to speak “That is if you can trust a nobody, but why would I lie. I highly recombined that you take advantage of the organizations generosity and leave this world now. If you refuse we will just have to force you to leave.†Vexen then ordered his philosophers, with their shield like arms, to make Leon go through the portal. Vexen then focused on Xioimara, “As of you my young nobody, you are no longer a part of this organization, so you will not learn of Demyx’s fate, because your meaningless nonexistence is about to end!†Yes Vexen would kill if he had to, surely this girl wasn’t ignorant, and she would beg to be spared.


OOC: I have plans for Sora and Marluxia, but I’ll post as them latter. It took me forever to make this one.

 

"If you think for one moment I'll back down then you're sure as Hell barking up the wrong tree." Xioimara said and stopped for a moment going into thought, "I am an atheist though so that doesn't make much sense..." She muttered, and glanced up at the ceiling with her arms folded. "Or was it Satan I worship? Satan, Santa, doesn't matter. They both spell the same thing..." She muttered and looked at Vexen as he threatened her, she kept the same emotionless and bored expression on her face and, no, she didn't take this as a threat. She never took anything seriously. She was a teenager that loved to party and if for a moment they thought she'd take anything seriously they were insane.

"That's what she said." Xioimara said, glancing at Vexen. "Listen," She started calmly to Vexen and put her hand on the wall, the a light blue glow coming from under her hand, "I'm an alchemist. And a childish teen. You'll just be wasting your energy if you think you'll be accomplishing anything from this." She said and pulled away from the wall, a black marker in her hand.

"And this stuff is permanent." She said, Xioimara would sharpie his face, that was her threat. She'll draw on his face. She had done this once before to her friend after he passed out from a shot or two. Her friend wasn't that happy when he woke up with swastikas carved into his face with red and black sharpies and XIOIMARA OWNZ THIS. on his face, arms, and legs. And she was ready to do the exact same thing to Vexen, except maybe add a mustache on his face.
An artist at work.

OoC://It's fact I did draw on my one of friend's face, arms, and legs, except it said, "BRIANNA WAS HERE. 2008-PRESENT."
If you haven't guessed I'm pretty blocked on ideas for now.

 

Catching his breath for a minute and two, he looked at the corridors feeling a tad defeated of where the nocturne would be. "This isn't right? Demyx didn't do anything wrong except befriend me. What is with those guys?" he stopped suddendly at the weird formations of dusks surrounding him. Bringing his buster sword forward, he leaped and slashed each one rapidly not resting until they were all gone. "I'm not going to let them stop me from getting to him," he ran up some more stairs and across a narrow walk way bringing him outside. "This place is like a maze," he grunted taking heed as he decided instead of dashing in a straight line he would bound from wall to wall to gain distance between his steps. "This castle is loaded with these cretures." More lower nobodies attacked him except for the dancers that were not in sight keeping an eye on him in the distance. "How many levels does this castle have?" He leaped from one wall, and ran sideways to the next, his speed increasing and the determination growing stronger by the second. He would not give up on his friend. His will was to strong to admit defeat at the hands of demons that didn't care for the nocturne and treated him like a speck of dirt.

With his knees beginning to hurt underneath his leather cloak, he sat on the ground his head down in shame and pity. "Boss did you hear what I said?" "Oh no he's not answering me. I'm going to be a prisoner forever. I don't derserve this," Demyx wiped his eyes trying not to cry, but his thoughts of emtpyness and the fate of a prisoner was coming forth scaring him to death. "Cloud where are you?" a tear slid down his cheek. "He told me never to give up so I won't. As long as I have faith nothing can stop me." He stood up nearly falling over as he waited patiently wishing there was a way he could leave. He was trapped like a rat caught in a trap, the emptyness of the room surrounding and closing in on him. "I have to get out of here, but there is no way out," he cried taking his elbow to his eyes to cover his tears.

 

"The only way to prove yourself is if you let the intruders you had managed to get in by your foolish acts leave. But you cannot do that now, can you?" Xemnas stated, sounding close to mocking, but he could not portray such a thing as he eyed Demyx cryptically and unconvinced. To think, that a friend of Sora would outright betray him in the end for suspicious men in black that had caused havoc before? It was impossible. He deduced the water wielder as pathetic for thinking him as a friend when they had just met, that a warrior would leave the worlds at peril. And that will restore the loyalty? He threw them right to the lions, and now he had people he did not want in his premises, and all because of his stupidity. To think that trust can be easily fixed? That he was not going to pull something off once more? He did not believe him. Nor would he ever believe him after all the stunts he pulled, and he knew that Demyx was leaving something out from what he told this...Cloud. A member that did what he wanted, and risked their organization was not worth the time, effort, or able to be kept. His pleading show and reasons to save his life, and not be stuck here, were redundant, and did not work on him. He frowned distastefully when he began crying. Was he completely delusional? Crying. His stare lowered, and his eyes narrowed dangerously, and that was what made his final decision, tone hard, "Look at you." He shook his head, giving him a stern final factor. "You will remain here, imprisoned. Is this is the way you are going to behave, then I rather leave you here for the rest of your nonexistence or until you fade. As I mentioned and stated, the Organization is no more. If we have to deal with traitors like you, it is best I start over."

With that said, he flourished around, preparing to transport with his own portal.



Larxene raised a eyebrow at Axel's mood, but as he stepped through the portal, so did she without wasting much time, considering that she was extremely pleased with the fact that she didn't have to carry anything, and have free arms, free hands, and do what she wanted with them. As she was crossing over through the darkness of the Dark Corridors, for some reason, her mind slightly hazed, and for a moment, she had to stop walking to close her eyes because of the fact that she was feeling quite dizzy. Not that she was swaying, barely, but she knew that her sight was kind of swirling, and she had to exhale and inhale to take control of her senses. She took a few seconds before reopening them, and began to head out as if nothing happened, immediately startled, and questioning what was that about. Was it the passages that did this? Or was it something else she wasn't getting? She was ignoring and dismissing the fact that her head now felt more feather weight, and very light, and she really then started to ponder about what was going on. She got over the alcohol, it was different for Nobodies, the effects weren't that bad from before, and she had resisted. She was feeling fine just minutes ago, so why was this sudden....return here now? If it even was the fact that she drank, that is. She won't have it. Going outside to the other world, she appeared beside Axel in a alley as the portal swooshed closed behind her, the scenery meeting her eyes, yet she blinked as they blurred for a moment. For a second. This better not get in the way now. Her face glaring as she frowned, she studied the setting, that was almost futuristic, but to her, reminded her of the castles she knew, and had lived in. Metallic...most of the houses and buildings, were made out of some metal, of course, with some bricks. The bad thing about this was that all of it was either a color blue, white, gray, or some other shade that fitted all of the above, yet, that was about all that was different compared to other cities. It was very tidy, neat, and everything was clean, the concrete streets were smooth, the lines looking like they've just been done recently, the asphalt and sidewalks were like new, and in certain corner, there were trees. Wires along the metal poles, a typical, while not exactly normal, town. No doubt they can find a nice, and if the money was enough, expensive 5 star hotels instead of the poor and low hotels filled with dirty men that they just left in that planet. Which was perfect for her. They can enjoy the luxury, while staying the night. And the best part was that this was highly protected against any bugs, traces, anything that had to do with a device, or its energy, so it can be fit for their defenses. Letting out a breath after she gave a second glance around, she said to Axel, as she eyed the passersby and pedestrians, "We have to miv-move in and pick pocket..."

She shook her head, raising a hand to rub her eyes as they went out of concentration again, not to mention that her words were starting to sound slow, and almost...out of beat. She recovered once more quickly, giving a chance to regain her proper sight, and she slightly tensed, detesting the fact that this was actually occurring when she had to go and rob people. It sounded fun, and thrilling. Yet, she was going to do it. For it to be easier with her situation, she had to pick some manwhore. There was always one in these parts, unfortunately. On the other hand, she couldn't, still, believe that she was stuck with Axel in all this. If it wasn't for the fact that she will be chased by other Organization members if the redhead didn't succeed...she was wary of him. No matter what he said, there was this distrust, and this, while trapped, and put in the back of her mind, indescribable dislike and hatred of the guy in reality. But apparently, at the same time, she thought he was handsome and her body spoke volumes to her in reaction, even when she didn't want to. So now, she was dealing with the most incredible oxymoron to live with. She slowly chuckled to herself, not able to control it, but then halted, noting that she was getting a bit too...amused.

 

(OOC: Edited)

Cloud rested on the side of a wall, his lungs feeling like fire was burning through them as he tried to catch his breath. His endurance was being pushed to the limit and all those levels of the castle were beginning to take his toll on him. He felt fatigued like he couldn't go on. The only thing making him continue this ardous struggle was the plead of his new friend forever trapped and witnessing any sort of danger. He couldn't allow himself to rest not when Demyx needed him. He was the only one who could come to his aide for the other members were else where and if given the chance they would refuse not wanting to waste their precious time on the musician. "Demyx hold on I'm coming. I'm not going to let that ******* hurt you anymore in anyway. You don't deserve it," he caught himself from shedding any tears even though he felt that they would fall at any moment. He had to keep up the chase no matter what. "There is no way you can be like any of those heartless *******s. You're one of a kind and I'll make sure you find happiness at what ever cost."

Demyx sank lower on his knees listening to Xemnas announce his fate. If he had a heart it would be crushed into tiny pieces. How could something so horrible happen to such a sweet and cool guy like him? He covered his head with his hands for a minute ashamed to show himself as a member of the notorious organization. For over half an hour, his leather gloves remained firmly on the ground thinking of how he should respond? Under his breath he cursed his pitful existance for even behaving in such a manner. He would not allow this to be his fate if he could help it, but he dared not to speak out of turn afraid the words would spell out his end. He had to remain loyal at what ever cost. Speaking that above a whisper he bowed to the superior showing his loyalty to the one who had brought him life. "If I have to make up for all my mistakes by staying in this nonexistence then so be it. If you reconsider I promise you I will forever be in your debt and pledge my enteral gratitude to you. I understand I will not be forgiven without punishment, whether it is being lashed, chained and hell even spanked like a child for acting like one.I apologize for my actions earlier and know that befriending Cloud had nothing to do with my betrayal. I was hoping for you to utilize him in your way which would help us take out Sora or any other pest since Cloud does harbor a deep darkness from his past and you could use that to your advantage." He paused and stood up to his feet shaking his head. "I just don't know who Iam anymore? These memories of who I was keep haunting me and I wish you could get rid of them so then I'll truly be able to fanthom what it is like to be a nobody instead of acting upon such foolishish pride." With that he tore away from Xemnas not being able to look upon the one who could keep him in this very room for enternity. In his mind he was scarred, but hid his uneasiness and fear not wanting to show the boss he was weak. He had to remain strong at what ever the cost. Just when he felt he was going to give up all hope and accept his fate,he spotted the boss preparing to leave and saw his slim window of opportunity to escape his hellish prison. The only way out was having to go through the very same portal Xemnas was going to leave with. Sighing and knowing what he had to do, he remained silent even though his mind was telling him to dive in and escape. Looking at the boss, he sighed and held his head up high, his eyes pleading he had done the right thing.

 

Axel kept walking beside Larxene in the alley noticing the graffiti splattered or artisticly paved onto the blacken walls which could be braced in melantic liquid of some sort and other slang gang members of both men and woman starring oddly at him. Over that the scenery was pleasant and really clean and different. He paid them no heed, but his mind was grasping some kind of thing that was in fact familar to him. Deep back in his mind, but the images were blurry. Which ever the case he stayed close to Larxene as he noticed that she seem a little off with her posture and sudden stops, gasps of breath and her words. He had noticed it, and wondered if he should say anything to her about it. At first he didn't really pay much attention to it, but stopping right in front of these dirty people gave him the courage to rob them blind just like an natural instinct had sudden kicked in. The fact was the humans were to drunk or drugged with their crack that they didn't even realized he had stuck his hand in their pocket and pulled out some green backs, from their wallets, often times some kind of drug which he quickly disposed of. His eyes began swirling in circles as of now, but he kept his gaze alert now as he noticed this one fiend with a gun in his hand. A bruly fellow and much stronger and muscular with biceps planted with tatoos on each arm. Also like popeye looking arms, but he held a cigareete tightly in his teeth as he blew smoke on the red head.

"We don't take to occult looking punks like yourself even though I like your hair. However I think we can take your girl for you. She must be really doped considering her hair standing on end." Hideous laughter escaped his lips In his hand there was a gun, with his finger heavily on the trigger as he seemed to move a little closer to Larxene as if attempting to grab her.


Axel raised an eyebrow with this kind of behavior and the specuation the man thought that he and Larxene were in fact a couple or boyfriend or girlfriend. Just that instant something had snapped inside him as the flurry's eyes narrowed dangerously. Now he remembered what had happened. In Ale's past a gang member had threatened to steal his girl friend, that Axel had tried to save. This almost brought back memories that he rather not remember as a tragic thing had happened on that day.

It was now or never, before the guy even had a chance to pull the trigger on him the flurry had knocked the gun out of his hand and secured a tight head locked as if he was going to break his neck. The man struggled trying to shake him and began ramming into the alley wall, which nearly knocked the wind out of Axel. Raising his head he noticed a ladder he was being banged into and his hands grasped it tightly danging from that same wall, and flipped into the air and onto his feet, but the man managed to grab him by the foot causing to smash into the concrete. The flurry fell hard, but wasn't going to give up on the fight. Just when the guy swung a right punch at his face, Axel intercepted with a back hand to his face, but the other fist had connected to his chest temporary causing him to be out of breath and fall on his face as the man flung a knife out of his jacket, Axel caught glance of the shiny object through the puddle's reflection and managed to get to his feet quickly to catch it between his fingers smirking sardonically.

"You think you are dangerous. You are nothing, but a waste of space, loser who draws on his face to show him many people he has killed. This is your last chance with life as you are going to die right here you young punk. Your girl friend is mine now, and if you try to stop me I will blow your head off." The man not being intimidated by the flurry and had in fact other gun and shot at him, but had missed because the flurry had dodged out of the way. Cursing to himself he pulled out a pocket knife lunged and jabbed him with it. This however, caused the flurry to fall to the ground, but didn't count him out as he swung his left leg out as a distraction and round housed the man in the jaw causing the man to collide into the wall and knock himself unconscious. He would of killed him, but he saw no reason right now. His powers could give him a better advantage, but he didn't want to be noticed and wanted to try to blend in. He was only lucky that the alley was crowed with alot of drunks or else he would be in danger.

Breathing heavily Axel refused to look at his wound which had gotten his flesh, but it wasn't bad. It only stung a little bit, but he was in pain, but did not show it. Pulling the knife out he closed it in its little department and placed it in the inside of his cloak. In the puddle reflection he noticed he was a little banged up but not bad, but his cloak wasn't even tore except for the jab. Whipping his head around he glanced at Larxene as he had noticed she seem somewhat amused for some reason.
He knew that he needed to get her to some place safe. Sure he knew she was more capable of taking care of herself, but she had been toxicated by the alcohol so he might be affecting her a bit. The last thing he wanted was to let these sick men try anything they would regret. "What is so funny? I got well over,"He counted the money he had stolen. $500 from that one guy alone. Is that enough for a decent place?"

 

Larxene truthfully didn't notice that there were people inside the alley, unless she was sort of blind with everything. She could swear. But, it seems, there was. For whatever reason. And they were surrounded by a bunch of rough, looking men, which was just the short way of describing them. She honestly didn't care, and wanted to get through pick-pocketing before something else happened to her with the effects that had taken over her. It just didn't occur because it seems that big, burly, hideous and funny looking dumb ass, with his bulging muscles was eyeing her funny, and she had to squint her eyes as they went off kilter again...that was going to get tiring. Next thing she knew, however, was that the guy was threatening to take her, which would be the end of him really, and then mentioning her hair was "dope", and she pulled one of her strands almost defensively. She didn't know what exactly was dope, but at risk of looking stupid, she didn't ask. However, when he stepped forward to her, despite the fact that her skull felt empty and on air, the guy was going to get his intestines ripped if he comes near her, gun or not. She didn't pay mind to the whole, "your girl" thing. Her thirst was mostly on hurting him. Before she could do anything, though, Axel suddenly acted, and....it was all a forgotten memory from there, because her sight as she looked at everything, not only was twirling, but images felt like she was staring through the bottom end of a glass cup. And it felt...surreal, and almost like she was floating or dreaming. And this time, like the rest, it didn't leave. She tried to keep track of what was going on, despite it being hard, and all she could keep intact was them going to fight and beating each other, physically, and then Axel going to the ladder, and it was many things. All she then heard were other words spoken, and she blinked with phrases like "draws on face, "killed", and "girlfriend", her head raising up, showing that she was at least somewhat in control still. And the glint didn't escape her either. But she wasn't sure to get in now. This...was Axel's battle, right? And he could handle himself if anything...she truthfully didn't know the redhead was capable rough tactis, but oh well, so be it.

By the time everything was done, she was more out of it, to the point where she was leaning on the wall, and giggling, cause the stupid guy banged his head on the wall because of Axel, and went unconscious! That was fun to watch. Humming to herself, she only snapped back to attention to Axel when he spoke to her, asking her if that was a good amount. Tilting her head curiously at him, she pushed herself off the wall, and walked toward him, her footing not that bad even when she was beginning to get incredibly drunk...which should have happened ages ago. Now the alcohol decided to kick in at this precise moment. Checking his state out as she reached him, closer to him than anticipated, she made a gesture about how he looked, and eyed his wound, muttering in a small voice as she studied it, "Your hurt..." She looked up at him in question with big, wide aquatic doe eyes, as if asking him if he was alright, forgetting the fact already that she was suppose to hold a hatred within which she didn't notice now that she was not aware as she usually was when sober. She would think it wouldn't be good to go into a hotel in this appearance. Though with the question he inquired still in the air, she then snapped her fingers in realization, her mouth making a "o" shape, intoxication taking the best out of her as she slurred a little. "Oh...yeah! Um...I think...we shuld si! Let's go to the hotel and see if it's enough...okay..?"

She shook her head then, placing a hand over her eyes, as she was back to being stable and allowed the chance to as she attempted to get a hold of herself for a second, peering at the redhead between fingers, her body somewhat swaying. She hissed unceremoniously, annoyed, "Ugh. I think it finally got to me..."

 

Leon glared at Vexen as he did not trust and thought that he might lead him on a wild goose chase. If Cloud had gotten hurt then he would blame this organization member. He also wondered how Sora was handling Xigbar. Guilt had cresten on his features of not knowing if they were in fact hurt or not. "How about you come with me, and then I will know if you are telling the truth or not." He challenged Vexen.



Axel noticed that Larxene for a split second had taken the walls down from her shield of tenseness. The closeness, he was getting used to now. He was somewhat curious when she mentioned that he was hurt. Either way he was going to act cautiously over the whole sober feeling that might be damping her senses. While he was at it he did clean up the wounds the best he could with a water puddle by unzipping his cloak a little bit to glance at his chest. There was a new slash mark now that he had to worry about, but for now he ignored it.He was lucky the b@stard didn't get his face as he would not like to get used to the bruises or scars that would make it noticible. If he did he might have gone back and killed him then. "Nah, I will be fine. It is not even that serious." He continued to watch her posture half amused and not really sure to think about it, but it was a side he definity did not see very often. If only she could stay this way. Trust was an issue with him, but this was something he could live with. Even if it was the affect from the alcohol it wasn't a problem to show her the same kind of respect and led some kind of protection if even though she wasn't the one who want it. This was very confusing to him as he watched her, but he knew that she was trying to hold out a ruse and to remain strong, but in reality in his mind she was asking for help. Walking up to her he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder as if to ease the tension. His gaze meeting hers. "This is what happens when we get distracted. Don't worry it will soon go away and then you will be back to your sweet self in no time." He anyalyed the word sweet in words that meant savage and sadistic nature. He then dropped his hand and waited for her so that they could find a hotel. "I will let you lead the way this time." he replied smirking a bit micheviously at her.

 

Xioimara's focus backed up from Vexen back onto Leon. "Your friend is back home and safe. I'm trusting Vixen on it." Xioimara said calmly to him. As if the world could end and she wouldn't much give a damn. "Trust him on this. If anything happens I'll make sure I strike the right target in your defense." She said and glanced back at Viexen. Xioimara was immature-she had a whole bunch of excuses on that topic but she was also a person of her word. If Vexen were to hurt him just to get him out of the way she'd avenge him. Not that she would be any more righteous but she kept her word.
"Or!" She said, standing up straight and pointed her index finger at the ceiling. "I could take Leon back to his home...No more fighting. I'll take Sora back too." She started.

"In exchange for no bloodshed and b1tching-you let Demyx go. We will both leave. No violence there either." She added."Though there will be bloodshed when I kick his lily-ass for getting me into this situation..." Xioimara mumbled under her breath. She wasn't pleased with Demyx anymore than Xemnas probably was. As far as things went she was really looking forward to being part of Organization XIII, but, it was partially her fault on the hand that she didn't want to let down Demyx. Next time she saw him, an angel better tell him a few minutes earlier that she would cut out his tongue if he dared to speak. Or she would just leave.

One or the other.

"What about that?" Xioimara asked Vexen and held out her hand to shake hands, as if it were a bargain. The bargain that'll never happen... She thought and kept her face traceless of any emotion, though her eyes still kept emotion or life-intelligence at some point of that. She couldn't black out her eyes and make it look like she never laughed. Well, whatever it was, for once the childish teen was serious. She meant this. She wanted to get out of this place, safely, with Sora, with Leon, and with Demyx. Then she would go back to her boring, old life and maybe try to join Organization XIII again after a little while. Give them some air. She knew when she was at the end of the rope.


"And if you don't agree-then I guess we will just go to all out war. And you will end up hurt. So may I. I'm not going to just back down like a coward if you don't agree though."

 

OOC: By the way, the Castle of Forgetfulness is Castle Oblivion [Forgetfulness, can be another rough translation in Japanese. (忘却の城 Bōkyaku no Shiro)], not the one in TWTNW. The main headquarters, on the other hand, is called The Castle That Never Was (存在しなかった城 Sonzaishinakatta Shiro). I checked the Novel, and it seems to be a misinterpretation.

I can see why, but the translator basically used the two different names for it. Not to mention, it wouldn't make sense since Oblivion and Forgetfulness is practically the same thing, and why would that sort of title be given to the one in TWTNW when the one in CoM fits the actual name?

As for Xemnas, if it wasn't for Demyx little inner thoughts, this would have been easier.



"Do what you want, Number Nine. I do not care any longer, more so at this Organization, and its members. I would rebuild, and plan elsewhere, and if it comes to worse, then I can easily destroy if need be. Be aware that you will not see me any longer, and neither will the rest of the members, as I am done with this particular group. Thee is not trust, and no loyalty, and your actions have showed me that nothing has changed. I do not even believe in your words. I do not think you heard me when I said the Organization is for here on out, disbanded," Xemnas replied coldly, having said enough to the man. If he though that he was going to get a prize for talking and giving information to the enemy without his consent, and not be punished for his actions, he was more delusional than he had first thought of. At the same time, however, he really did not care. Not that he ever did, yet, he had other things in mind, and if this was going to be a problematic situation where he actually had to rely on someone from the enemy standpoint because Demyx happened to figuratively "fall in love" with a man that he did not get to know for such a long period of time, then it was his call. This talk was done, and his members have failed him once more by acting on their own, and inviting others to their properties. This castle will soon be gone out of existence once he set through with getting rid of it as well, and then he will move forward. He was not going to have his time wasted, and if he had to make certain, he had his own plans that will not depend on someone who was on the other side, and can turn on them any minute, then he will do so. He released the block on the Corridors of Darkness he had on the room, and then stepped back, giving Demyx a dark expression that was close to murderous, before portalling out by his own method of transportation, going to a place where no one would be able to reach him unless he wished it so.



"That's baaaaad..." Larxene emphasized childishly and without her usual level headed control, eyes kind of teary with the consumption, and out of focus, pointing at the fact that he was using a puddle off the street and in a alley to clean his wounds. The alcohol already had the claws on her, and she was completely intoxicated, her brain muddled, her body airy, and feeling like she was stuck in limbo. But in her brain, of course, she was just fine. She felt fine. She was moving and walking...right. She listened to him as he came closer...which sort of made her go still, as he placed a hand on her shoulder, but she barely concentrated on that because a shudder ran up her spine as she heard him somewhat unzip his cloak, the sound vibrating in her ears as her eyes drifted to the skin under it, seeing a slash. That wasn't what caught her attention, though. The little bits of flesh, let alone his toned chest, was quite unnerving as she gazed at it tentatively even when he let go of her. And for a second her eyes clouded as her stomach swirled, desire corrupting as she felt her blood rush. But it was something else as well as she eyed it with a bit of concern, her body somewhat taking baby steps as she got nearer herself, stepping up to him to the point where it was close enough to feel the warmth he protruded from his body. If this was in a normal state, she would not have done it, and prevent it from happening like she had been doing, yet she was following instincts now and did not have much sense as she slowly lifted her bare hand, body tense and a tension creeping up her back as she pressed it against the surface, skin touching skin. And she paused, only because attraction was getting to its peak, and she was now yearning as she gently trace the slash almost like she cared, or hover above it, before fully making contact, and sliding her hand up his chest, memorizing every fiber and outline, and then coiling it like a snake around his neck. There was a moment of silence as she let her craving move her actions, not stopping there as she leaned her head and then laid it on his upper torso as her body weighted against his tentatively. He smelled good. That sort of fragrance that had always kind of lured her in, and of course, she could pinpoint his natural scent. Sort of odd...she closed her eyes, letting out a hot breath as she kissed his chest, softly, near the wound, but far enough not to touch it. At the same time, it was there where she leisurely recalled him mentioning something...and she tilted her head in thought as her hazy brain tried to pick up what it was. Then perked up a little at the realization as she took her curled arm that was around his neck back...and she literally jumped up and down a bit, somehow forgetting what she did, and as if she didn't place a very thick mood into the air as she gave one small clap with a smile. She felt heated for him still, but it was covered up by the job she had to do, and she went to pat his shoulder, before zipping his coat closed quite unexpectedly and fast. Couldn't have him going around showing people anything. "Right! The...uh...leading...I think there might be one down the street."

Her words were slurred, and she couldn't even really hold still as well. She wasn't certain where a hotel was considering she didn't know in what place they were in right now, but, oh well. She'll figure it out. Grabbing Axel's wrist, she lazily and woozily tried to guide him forward, and she almost tripped on her own two feet if it wasn't for the fact that she was holding unto someone. The whole close to crashing into the ground made her only giggle, and she composed herself, beginning to walk, or rather, sway out of the alley as she pulled him with her, though not forcefully, but as a nudge to come. "Let's go..."

 

ooc:
User name:legion
Character name:gexlion
Gender:male
Age:20ish
Species:nobody
Profile: he doesn't remember much about his life or how he was turned. What he does remember is violence and humor. All he wants to do is do battle. It is the only way he feels like a somebody.
Weapon a skeleton
Powers: bones.
What side you're on: OrgXIII/neutral

any good?